- •Voice as an aging, balding man running to fat feels about showing pictures of himself as
- •Very deliberate, and yet tender. There was nothing sly or lecherously lascivious
- •Intelligent. She hadn't fallen all over herself to screw for him or try to hustle (толкать,
- •I don't have the money. No bank would finance me. It takes millions to support a movie."
- •Impossible to avoid in his business and the temptations to which he was continually
- •In the sack (гамак; койка) anyway. You could tell (можно различить, распознать) a girl
- •Voice had gone to hell, his family life had gone to hell. And there had come the day
- •I'll be too hoarse to even talk. Do you think we'll have to fix up much of the stuff we did
- •In fact that was the excuse for the party itself. People would say, "Let's go over to see
- •Voracious [V∂’reı∫∂s] – прожорливый; жадный, ненасытный; plummet – свинцовый
- •Voice imaginable, "This looks like a pretty good movie."
- •I can say Deanna Dunn had me."
- •In the California moonlight. "Fuck you," he said gently, and they both laughed together
- •In had finished his new novel and came west on Johnny's invitation, to talk it over
- •In Sicily at the turn of the century the Mafia was the second government, far more
- •Vito was hidden by relatives and shipped to America. There he was boarded with the
- •Irish and American and abused the workmen in the foulest language, which Vito always
- •Vito was astonished but was careful not to show his astonishment. "Why do we have
- •It was from this experience came his oft-repeated belief that every man has but one
- •Vito Corleone told his wife to take the two children, Sonny and Fredo, down into the
- •Intelligence and courage.
- •Into barrel and handle, two separate pieces. He used a separate air shaft for each. They
- •Vito Corleone asked her gently, "Why do you ask me to help you?"
- •Inquiries about Vito Corleone. He did not wait until the next morning. He knocked on the
- •Imported Italian oil in America, his organization mushroomed (быстро росла;
- •It started casually enough. By this time the Genco Pura Oil Company had a fleet of six
- •Illicit gambling houses that ran poker games, the policy or numbers racket of Harlem.
- •Independent operation.
- •Vito Corleone was a man with vision. All the great cities of America were being torn by
- •It was typical of the young Santino, before he became older and crueler, that he
- •Identification card. "I'm Detective John Phillips from the New York Police Department,"
- •Is looking for him, everybody is looking for him. So far, no luck, so we thought you might
- •I'm just telling her she can get into serious trouble unless she cooperates with us. But
- •In anything so sordid (грязный, низкий, подлый)."
- •If my wife had been as presumptuous (самонадеянный, дерзкий, нахальный
- •In the streets, on playgrounds, etc., in which a rubber ball and a broomstick or the like
- •Virgin Mary with their red-glassed candles flickering on the sideboard, Bonasera lit a
- •Into fresh linen, white gleaming shirt, the black tie, a freshly pressed dark suit, dull black
- •Voice made it a question.
- •In the rear of the building, cut off from the funeral parlor and reception rooms by a
- •Vengeance. He cursed the day his wife and the wife of Don Corleone had become
- •In addition to this Sonny was under the enormous strain of being a marked man. He
- •I'll kill you, you bastard." She rushed at him, kicking and scratching.
- •In them and finally Connie was truly afraid.
- •It was nearly ten o'clock at night when the kitchen phone in Don Corleone's house
- •In front held up their guns now, the man in the darkened tollbooth cut his fire, and
- •It was almost five minutes before Carlo's voice came over the phone, a voice half
- •Inquiries to track down the murderers of my son without my express command. There
- •It looked like nothing could stop the dam from being built and supplies and equipment
- •Institution. Nothing was more calming, more conducive to pure reason, than the
- •Incidence of physical violence of any of the cities controlled by the Families; there had
- •In his empire. The Boston area had too many murders, too many petty wars for power,
- •In a curious way his almost victorious war against the Corleone Family had not won
- •Influence but many of the people who respect my counsel might lose this respect if
- •Into the sea or his ship sink beneath the waves of the ocean, if he should catch a mortal
- •In short, I wish now to live in a fortress. Let me say to you now that I will never go into
- •Important left out. Hagen knew what it was but he knew it was not his place to ask. He
- •Initiated that made the day's happenings no more than a tactical retreat. And there was
- •It was Hagen who brought this case to the attention of the Don at the request of one
- •It loverlike but really to feel her pulse. It was galloping. He'd get her tonight and he'd
- •In the next instant she let out a yell as he brought down the heavy medical volume on
- •It. She found herself quite interested.
- •Innocent?"
- •Inoperable? Then there was other stuff.
- •Valenti, "I think it might be a long wait for you, you'd better leave."
- •Very spoiled guy. Do you think because you're Johnny Fontane you can't get cancer? Or
- •Vendettas or had also emigrated, either to America, Brazil or to some other province on
- •In every emergency. He was their social worker, their district captain ready with a
- •Its eighteen thousand people strung out (to string out – растягивать вереницей) in
- •Interpreters to the military government. This good fortune enabled the Mafia to
- •Intelligence and the polarity of the fair and dark. This was an overwhelming desire for
- •Very big eves, very dark eyes. Do you know a girl like that in the village?"
- •Impressed him even more, made it clear that Michael was the superior of the two men
- •Villa outside Corleone. The wedding feast went on until midnight but bride and groom
- •Into the furnace."
- •It was unheard of for one of the peasant women in Sicily to attempt driving a car. But
- •In her New Hampshire hometown. The first six months after Michael vanished she made
- •Italians liked that supposedly, though Michael had always said he loved her being so
- •Into the bedroom." Kay took a long pull from her drink and smiled at him. "Yes," she said.
- •I won't talk."
- •Its amusement. "But how can you say that?" she said. "Really."
- •Individual. Governments really don't do much for their people, that's what it comes down
- •Valenti's gestures.
- •It was almost fifteen minutes before Jules Segal came into the suite. Johnny noted
- •It was this that made Johnny sore enough to bring Nino his water glass of whiskey.
- •I'd tell them. My voice used to have expression in those days. And they'd smile at me
- •I slice off the other tit. A year after that, I scoop out her insides like you scoop the seeds
- •In tonight with Tom Hagen. Tom said they'll be seeing you, Lucy. You know what it's all
- •Virginia asked. "Everything is going so beautifully for you. I never dreamed you had it in
- •In Nino's suite they found Johnny Fontane sitting on the couch eating breakfast. Jules
- •Inclinations. Had done it because she had asked him to, and that she was the only
- •In hand. And with you gone from here the Barzini and the Tattaglia will be too strong for
- •In the library the three men had relaxed as only people can who have lived years
- •It brought back his childhood in Sicily sixty years ago, brought it back without the terror,
- •Including, of course, the Don's widow. Connie was so overcome with emotion that she
- •Virtue, as well as her dark prettiness.
- •I'll crucify you." He motioned with his flashlight and the youth walked quickly away. Neri
- •In check but had given his nephew warning. "Tommy, you make my sister cry over you
- •It was Pete Clemenza, with his fine nose for good personnel, who brought the Neri
- •I'm getting old, I want to retire, And he comes to me and he says he wants to interfere in
- •Instruct him personally. I don't want to see Tessio at all. Just tell him I'll be ready to go
- •Is wrong now?"
- •Voided itself. Clemenza kept the garrot tight for another few minutes to make sure, then
- •It, but people never forgive themselves and so they would always be dangerous.
It loverlike but really to feel her pulse. It was galloping. He'd get her tonight and he'd
solve the mystery, what the hell ever it was. Fully confident, Dr. Jules Segal fell asleep.
Lucy watched the people around the pool. She could never have imagined her life
would change so in less than two years. She never regretted her "foolishness" at
Connie Corleone's wedding. It was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to
her and she lived it over and over again in her dreams. As she lived over and over again
the months that followed.
Sonny had visited her once a week, sometimes more, never less. The days before
she saw him again her body was in torment (мука ['to:m∂nt]). Their passion for each
other was of the most elementary kind, undiluted (to dilute [‘daılju:t] – разжижать,
разбавлять) by poetry or any form of intellectualism. It was love of the coarsest nature,
a fleshly love, a love of tissue for opposing tissue.
When Sonny called to her he was coming she made certain there was enough liquor
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she wanted her fill of him. He had his own key and when he came in the door she would
fly into his massive arms. They would both be brutally direct, brutally primitive. During
their first kiss they would be fumbling at each other's clothing and he would be lifting her
in the air, and she would be wrapping her legs around his huge thighs. They would be
making love standing up in the foyer of her apartment as if they had to repeat their first
act of love together, and then he would carry her so to the bedroom.
They would lie in bed making love. They would live together in the apartment for
sixteen hours, completely naked. She would cook for him, enormous meals. Somtimes
he would get phone calls obviously about business but she never even listened to the
words. She would be too busy toying with his body, fondling it, kissing it, burying her
mouth in it. Sometimes when he got up to get a drink and he walked by her, she
couldn't help reaching out to touch his naked body, hold him, make love to him as if
those special parts of his body were a plaything, a specially constructed, intricate
(запутанный, замысловатый, сложный ['ıntrıkıt]) but innocent toy revealing its known,
but still surprising ecstasies. At first she had been ashamed of these excesses on her
part but soon saw that they pleased her lover, that her complete sensual enslavement
to his body flattered him. In all this there was an animal innocence. They were happy
together.
When Sonny's father was gunned down in the street, she understood for the first time
that her lover might be in danger. Alone in her apartment, she did not weep, she wailed
aloud, an animal wailing (to wail – вопить, выть). When Sonny did not come to see her
for almost three weeks she subsisted on sleeping pills, liquor and her own anguish
(мука, боль, острая тоска). The pain she felt was physical pain, her body ached. When
he finally did come she held on to his body at almost every moment. After that he came
at least once a week until he was killed.
She learned of his death through the newspaper accounts and that very same night
she took a massive overdose of sleeping pills. For some reason, instead of killing, the
pills made her so ill that she staggered out into the hall of her apartment and collapsed
in front of the elevator door where she was found and taken to the hospital. Her
relationship to Sonny was not generally known so her case received only a few inches
in the tabloid (малоформатная газета со сжатым текстом; бульварная газета)
newspapers.
It was while she was in the hospital that Tom Hagen came to see her and console her.
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annuity (ежегодная рента [∂'nju:ıtı]) from the Corleone Family, that Sonny had made
provisions for her. He had asked her if she was pregnant, as if that were the reason for
her taking the pills and she had told him no. He asked her if Sonny had come to see her
that fatal night or had called that he would come to see her and she told him no, that
Sonny had not called. That she was always home waiting for him when she finished
working. And she had told Hagen the truth. "He's the only man I could ever love," she
said. "I can't love anybody else." She saw him smile a little but he also looked surprised.
"Do you find that so unbelievable?" she asked. "Wasn't he the one who brought you
home when you were a kid?"
"He was a different person," Hagen said, "he grew up to be a different kind of man."
"Not to me," Lucy said. "Maybe to everybody else, but not to me." She was still too
weak to explain how Sonny had never been anything but gentle with her. He'd never
been angry with her, never even irritable or nervous.
Hagen made all the arrangements for her to move to Las Vegas. A rented apartment
was waiting, he took her to the airport himself and he made her promise that if she ever
felt lonely or if things didn't go right, she would call him and he would help her in any
way he could.
Before she got on the plane she asked him hesitantly, "Does Sonny's father know
what you're doing?"
Hagen smiled, "I'm acting for him as well as myself. He's old-fashioned in these things
and he would never go against the legal wife of his son. But he feels that you were just
a young girl and Sonny should have known better. And your taking all those pills shook
everybody up." He didn't explain how incredible it was to a man like the Don that any
person should try suicide.
Now, after nearly eighteen months in Las Vegas, she was surprised to find herself
almost happy. Some nights she dreamed about Sonny and lying awake before dawn
continued her dream with her own caresses until she could sleep again. She had not
had a man since. But the life in Vegas agreed with her. She went swimming in the hotel
pools, sailed on Lake Mead and drove through the desert on her day off. She became
thinner and this improved her figure. She was still voluptuous but more in the American
than the old Italian style. She worked in the public relations section of the hotel as a
receptionist and had nothing to do with Freddie though when he saw her he would stop
and chat a little. She was surprised at the change in Freddie. He had become a ladies'
man, dressed beautifully, and seemed to have a real flair (чутье) for running a gambling
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resort. He controlled the hotel side, something not usually done by casino owners. With
the long, very hot summer seasons, or perhaps his more active sex life, he too had
become thinner and Hollywood tailoring made him look almost debonair
(жизнерадостный, веселый [deb∂’nε∂]) in a deadly sort of way.
It was after six months that Tom Hagen came out to see how she was doing. She had
been receiving a check for six hundred dollars a month, every month, in addition to her
salary. Hagen explained that this money had to be shown as coming from some place
and asked her to sign complete powers of attorney so that he could channel the money
properly. He also told her that as a matter of form she would be listed as owner of five
"points" in the hotel in which she worked. She would have to go through all the legal
formalities required by the Nevada laws but everything would be taken care of for her
and her own personal inconvenience would be at a minimum. However she was not to
discuss this arrangement with anyone without his consent. She would be protected
legally in every way and her money every month would be assured. If the authorities or
any law-enforcement (enforcement – давление, принуждение; принудительный)
agencies ever questioned her, she was to simply refer them to her lawyer and she
would not be bothered any further.
Lucy agreed. She understood what was happening but had no objections to how she
was being used. It seemed a reasonable favor. But when Hagen asked her to keep her
eyes open around the hotel, keep an eye on Freddie and on Freddie's boss, the man
who owned and operated the hotel, as a major stockholder (акционер), she said to him,
"Oh, Tom, you don't want me to spy on Freddie?"
Hagen smiled. "His father worries about Freddie. He's in fast company with Moe
Greene and we just want to make sure he doesn't get into any trouble." He didn't bother
to explain to her that the Don had backed the building of this hotel in the desert of Las
Vegas not only to supply a haven for his son, but to get a foot in the door for bigger
operations.
It was shortly after this interview that Dr. Jules Segal came to work as the hotel
physician. He was very thin, very handsome and charming and seemed very young to
be a doctor, at least to Lucy. She met him when a lump (опухоль, шишка) grew above
her wrist on her forearm. She worried about it for a few days, then one morning went to
the doctor's suite of offices in the hotel. Two of the show girls from the chorus line were
in the waiting room, gossiping with each other. They had the blond peach-colored
prettiness Lucy always envied. They looked angelic. But one of the girls was saying, "I
swear if I have another dose I'm giving up dancing."
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When Dr. Jules Segal opened his office door to motion one of the show girls inside,
Lucy was tempted to leave, and if it had been something more personal and serious she
would have. Dr. Segal was wearing slacks (широкие брюки) and an open shirt. The
horn-rimmed glasses helped and his quiet reserved manner, but the impression he gave
was an informal one, and like many basically old-fashioned people, Lucy didn't believe
that medicine and informality mixed.
When she finally got into his office there was something so reassuring in his manner
that all her misgivings fled. He spoke hardly at all and yet he was not brusque, and he
took his time. When she asked him what the lump was he patiently explained that it was
a quite common fibrous (волокнистый, фиброзный ['faıbr∂s]) growth that could in no
way be malignant (злокачественный [m∂’lıgn∂nt]) or a cause for serious concern. He
picked up a heavy medical book and said, "Hold out your arm."
She held out her arm tentatively (неуверенно; tentative ['tent∂tıv] – пробный,
опытный). He smiled at her for the first time. "I'm going to cheat myself out of a surgical
fee," he said. "I'll just smash it with this book and it will flatten out. It may pop up again
but if I remove it surgically, you'll be out of money and have to wear bandages and all
that. OK?"
She smiled at him. For some reason she had an absolute trust in him. "OK," she said.